I don't know how this happened. It was summer at 11pm at London streets, I was running to my grandmother's house because my parents live there, I didn't live there because I am 25 years old and I live in an apartment alone. My mother was having a new baby, my sister Carol. I was running so fast until i saw a yellow light and then... I didn't know, i didn't remember.
Ten years later i woke up, i was in a crambed hospital.
'Hey!! He woke up, mother he woke up!' A little girl shouted.
'Oh my god!! Hello Jessie, we are your family, do you remember?', My mother asked me.
'I remember you, but where is my father and who if the little girl?', I whispered.
'I'm Carol, your little sister, don't you remember?' Said Carol.
'Your father is next to you Jessie', my mother told me.
I got up without saying anything, i had to uso crutches but i could get to the stretcher where my father was. I watch him for a long time, he didn't open the eyes, i pushed him but he didn't react. Certaintly i didn't have enough strength. I started crying, I thought he was dead but my pretty sister told me that he was sleeping and in some hours he had to woke up. I felt confused, baffled and disorganized. I saw my hand and it was dirty but i looked myself in the mirror and i was totally filthy.
'If you want, i can tell you everything that happened', my mother murmured.
'Please', I agreed.
'It was a dull and dim night. I was having your charming sister Carol', my mother stammered.
'Yes, I remember that', I added.
'You were coming to your grandmother's house to see your little sister but in one moment the phone rang. After a long time your father answered the phone and started crying. He threw the phone and started saying "It was an old friend of secundary school, actually It was an enemy of secundary school, his mane was Thomas. During school I constantly won and he regularly lost and he began to cry, well, that's not the inportant part, he was telling me that he saw our son running in the street. He also told me that he would take revenge for everything that I had done when I was a child... He would crush him". He started running with your grandfather to save you. Your grandfather saw everything that happened, he told me that you were across the street and that there was a car going so fast to you. Your father ran so fast and pushed you, you fell in the streets and you hit your head on the floor. Your father saved your life, Thomas crashed him instead of crashing you. The your grandfather called the ambulance and thay took you to this hospital', she wailed.
I kept silent and I started to implore to God asking him to save my father's life. And that was the last time my father ever saw us.
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